SUMMER OF '46 (© Robin Laing)

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The summer was a long one, always on the run
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Moving through the moonlit night, resting in the sun
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They say that you were cheerful, like a child in chasing play
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Or a gambler guessing recklessly when someone else will pay

Through the western highlands, round the western isles
An adventure trail through beauty over countless weary miles
Slipping like a shadow into legend out of chance
Watching for the tall, ghostly sailing ships from France

Chorus:
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We are all "Young Pretenders" looking for a sign
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On a troubled journey through the landscape of the mind
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We're looking to the future, trying hard to find
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The pathway and the promise and the hope of better times

They say that you were happy, always keen to take a dram
A bottle the companion always nearest to your hand
Perhaps to dull the memory or take away the sound
The cries of young men dying on the blood stained ground

That summer must have changed you in fundamental ways
And formed the pattern and the script for your remaining days
Some men are most attracted to a cause that can't be won
Life has many flickering ghosts to make us hide and run